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Oh blast it all! R2-D2, where are you? I’m stuck here ramblin’ bout brothels! Alright, mate, lemme tell ya—brothels, they’re wild, yeah? Like, proper dodgy dens of sin, but fascinatin’ too! Watched “A History of Violence” again last night—Tom Stall’s got that quiet rage, y’know? Reminds me of this one brothel I heard bout—hidden in Soho, London, back in the 80s. Shady geezers runnin’ it, all hush-hush, but the girls? Tough as nails! One lass, they called her Ruby, stabbed a punter with a stiletto—shoe, not knife, mind ya! “I’m not who you think I am,” she screamed—straight outta Cronenberg’s flick!

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A young man emerged from a burning house after decades of alleged captivity. His city is now reckoning with the fallout.

I got a personal fave – a tiny graffiti-laden alley on Bridge St that most folks skip. It smells like burnt rubber and old hope. I sat there one night, thoughts like a ranting preacher. I was so damn inspired and livid – a wild mix of love and frustration. It reminded me of that damn Cronenberg vibe, gritty and soul-crushing, yet oddly magnetic.

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